Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Love

A power calls from the left hand
Across the waters
A power calls from the left hand
Let all sleep or weep

Oh, the of love
You unwove my eyes
And my will not sleep

The eye would sleep but the would rise
I must needs walk down God's
And along the of his eyes
Look for me and you will see me in my red
determined as God's blood flies

Creatures of grief, you beg from the
I will not carry home sacks of sorrow
But I pay the fiddler good silver if he smiles
Pray God he see

The fine, fine girls that are it
And my eyes salt water swim
And we disputing with a gaiety upon the world's rim
If I sought to love you my body
It would be a bent back unto the day of doom

Oh, the of love
I am in her
She is in my

And together alone we clasp
And in each other's eyes walk the endless
And below I have my to perform in the song
And that, I was, you will see it no more

The snow is on the of my heart
And to is to die
The men at arms do to mark me
And the raise hue and cry

Seek me in vain on
Or in fear's
For the way I today
Only the may follow

The ancestors in armor calling for loyalty untrue
to make a zigzag of the arrow's flight
It is so in the bands of form
But I am girdled with the storm and with the night

I am not to be seen or
Save only in what I
outside on the inside outside
Perfectingness or

How shall I say where I end or you begin?
How shall I say, what shall I
Shall it be you or the wind

As Pan with the eyes
Or with the horns
Or when I am crowned with the crown
Or with the crown of

A strong power compels distortion from the hand
Fleece to the wolves, fangs to the gray sheep
But the queen of she strokes
My body alive, I do not sleep

The doctor brews potions and
To open his own front
And the makes strong bolts
To bar his gates to every new breeze that

I now put lion's ears upon my ears?
Hear every as a roar?
Shall I now put mouse's eyes upon my
Gauge the moon for size my paw?

While the queen of
She to me
above and beyond the world

And I my mind
It is playing boy
at her feet I am curled

And I all female movements so well
Of such a form to give joy and ease much care
To perfume and let fall the gown
And to let down the curling

But now I play thrower
And I play three-legged man
I will dream weaver and day bringer
And catch as can

the queen of love
She swims like a silver in my mind's room
And my body down the road
In a warm swoon